Bom's heart was pounding out of her chest and her breath was coming in quick little gasps and her palms were sweaty, but there was a smile on her face and she'd only messed up one drink so far, and she was nearing three hours in on her shift. Sure, Seunghyun was hot, but he was a first-rate douche bag as far as she was concerned. She looked at him, a small smile on as he served a pretty blonde with a 'Just Turned 21!' sash on. She looked down self-consciously at her shorts. She didn't think they were too bad. Maybe her shirt was ed a little too much earlier, but her shorts were fine. They were the same kind she wore on the summer at the ranch. And she didn't have to worry about Myung right now, anyways. He'd left an hour ago. And you know what? Maybe she would get some good tips tonight. So, she decided, Seunghyun could it. She looked up at a new wave of people coming in and took a deep breath. She wiped her hands on her apron and pasted on a smile, telling herself 'Park Bommie, you have wrestled half-ton horses into submission. You can handle a crowd of drunk people'.

It seemed to work, because her performance bordered on almost flawless. She messed up two more drinks and pissed a crowd of girls off, but hey. It was her first day, and by the time she finished, she was patting herself on the back. Anyways, after Seunghyun had taken over the angry group of bachelorettes, everything fell back into place and she was able to work up a rhythm. The night was over before she knew it.

Bommie was wiping down the bar, Seunghyun was doing dishes, and Daesung, the other guy working that night, was wiping down tables. She picked up the tip jar.

"Do we divide up the tips?" she asked. Daesung walked up to her and gave her a sloppy grin that reminded her of her old basset hound and took the jar out of her hands, standing unnecessarily close to her.

"Yea, we do." He began pulling the cash out of the jar and Seunghyun shook his head, drying a shot glass.

"What?" Daesung asked.

"I just don't trust you with the math," he said bluntly. "Give it to the new girl." Bom tentatively took control of the money situation. She could feel Daesung's eyes burning holes into Seunghyun, which just piled on the awkwardness of the situation. There turned out to be sev